Live Review: Call The Cops: DZ Deathrays, Bleeding Knees Club, Yacht Club DJs, The Fabergettes

23 July 2012 | 11:48 am | Cate Summers

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In front of a small but eager throng of young, wide-eyed teens that looked like they had been collectively outfitted by the General Pants clothing chain, Sydney's retro rockers The Fabergettes kick started the night with their unique '60s-inspired garage rock. Looking and sounding like she was ripped straight out of Grease, lead singer Nat Martin (formerly of Cuthbert & The Night Walkers) effortlessly led the four-piece through tracks including Ding Dong and Hoola to successfully amp up the growing crowd for our next act Bleeding Knees Club.

Starting off their set with a happy birthday dedication to bassist Jordan Malane, BKC then wasted no time ripping into 30 minutes of high-energy, no-bullshit tunes to the delight of their fledgling crowd. Pulling out popular tracks including Nothing To Do, Beach Slut and a song dedicated to “slut” US actress Mischa Barton, the audience didn't seem phased that the band's songs all pretty much featured the same chord progression. They were too busy attempting to surf the crowd (none with much luck) or get from one side of the stage to the other without being thrown off by one of the three very busy security guards on hand. Closing with the impossibly catchy Teenage Girls, the trio showed that as long as you can play fast and hard, you don't need deep lyrics or even a variation in melody to make a crowd go wild.

DZ Deathrays were next on the bill and threw themselves into an awesome rendition of Cops/Capacity. Drummer Simon Ridley was an absolute fucking machine throughout the set; smashing through each song with such speed and force that it is amazing his arms didn't drop off halfway through. Singer and guitarist Shane Parsons somehow managed to keep up with Ridley and together the two killed it. The crowd quickly transformed into a sea of thrashing hands and heads as the duo smashed through tracks such as Dollar Chills, The Mess Up and No Sleep

With only a small breather after DZ Deathrays finished their set, the high-energy buzz that they generated through the packed crowd is quickly harvested by the Yacht Club DJs, who crazily manage to amp up the audience even more. As throngs of 14- and 15-year-old kids throw themselves around the factory, limbs and heads flying everywhere, it is clear that the night will remain at a high until the very end.

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